As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

The rainbow is broken and the rain is gone, and the mountains are covered with clouds.

The mountain scenery in autumn is magnificent and colorful, but it also implies a murderous intent. Poisonous insects such as mountain leeches and snake bees are active, and wild boars and black bears go out for food, and they will die if they are not careful.

Most of the herb pickers, at this time, are only active in the outermost areas, picking hazel mushrooms and wild vegetables, and preparing some firewood to prepare for the cold winter.

But the more this is the case, the higher the price of seasonal medicinal materials in autumn and winter, so there are still herbal collectors who venture into the mountains...

Jiang Ming met two people by chance in the mountains, and learned from them that the situation in the town became more and more lively. About half of the herb collectors were "invited" away by the old men in Fucheng. It is said that they brought the young men with them Open up mountains and pave roads, collect herbs wantonly...

It seems that there is a war somewhere, and the demand for medicinal materials has increased greatly.

"Too careless." Thinking of this, Jiang Ming couldn't help shaking his head.

The medicinal materials in the mountains seem to grow randomly, but in fact they all have a unique growth environment. Such a large number of people who open up mountains and roads are devastating to the survival of the medicinal materials.

In addition, those gentlemen, I am afraid they will not "cut the weeds without eradicating the roots" and "digging the pits to bury them" like the herb pickers. Not to mention that no grass will grow, I guess it will not be much better...

But none of this will affect Jiang Ming. He hides in the mountains with clean ears, and ponders the breathing method of Fuhuquan every day. When he is tired, he drinks tea and reads a book, and sleeps with his head buried. A mountain idler...

"It's not good to keep doing this all the time. We still have to build a house."

People tend to itch when they are idle. Jiang Ming looked at the messy cave, but he couldn't stand it anymore. He likes to live an idle life, but he doesn't like to be a caveman who suffers from hardships.

What's more, I don't know when the situation in Ping'an Town will be stable. Jiang Ming doesn't plan to go back for a while, so it's better to build a residence.

"If I were in my hometown, there would be no place for me to build it. Now I finally have a chance..."

"But there are no tools, and the oil, salt, rice and noodles are gone... It's time to go shopping in Fucheng."

After being in this world for a few months, Jiang Ming has never been to Dayunfu City, but he also wants to see it.

After thinking about it, he carried the medicine basket and walked out of the cave...

It has just rained, and the wild mushrooms in the mountains are growing all over the ground as if they were grown by themselves.

Jiang Ming picked a basket full of hazel mushrooms and returned with a full load. He was going to take them to the city to sell. The wild products in the mountains can also be sold at a certain price in the city.

There is a city fee to enter the city, and the people at the foot of the mountain usually bring some mountain products to sell when they enter the city. If they enter the city empty-handed, it will attract attention.

It's not a good time to memorize herbs now, so Jiang Ming can only get something else, but the hazel mushrooms are the most delicious when used to stew chicken, so they don't have to worry about selling them...

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ming set off with a medicine basket on his back and a few strings of copper coins. After descending the mountain, he bypassed Ping'an Town and went straight to Dayunfu City.

He took away all the money in the house, except for a few salted fish in jars, so there is nothing to go back and see...

After walking along the loess road for nearly two hours, the wind-stained Jiang Ming saw a city crawling in front of him. The bluestone city wall was more than ten meters high, reflecting the cold light under the sun, which looked very terrifying.

At the gate of the city, there was a long queue, most of them were villagers from the countryside or traveling merchants with small businesses.

As for the main gate, it was the place where the dignitaries and dignitaries passed, the carriages rolled over, and the soldiers guarding the city nodded and bowed to please see them off.

Jiang Ming followed at the end of the team, slowly moved to the gate of the city, paid two copper coins, and was released into the city just now.

As soon as he walked through the door opening, he saw some bulletin boards on the left front wall, with several menacing faces painted on them.

Next to the bulletin, a small official in soap clothes was reading it aloud, it should be for the illiterate people.

"Jia Shen, the flower picker, raped and murdered three civilian women, and fled to this day... He is six feet tall, with pockmarks on his face... Those who are caught will be rewarded eight hundred!"

"Hundreds of people massacred Wei Yan, burned, killed, and looted... If there is any clue, the government will reward you with 500 taels of money... Those who are caught will be rewarded with 50 taels of silver..."

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Jiang Ming walked and listened, with surprise in his eyes, what on earth did this Laoshizi kill a hundred people, so that he could attract a reward of fifty taels of silver from the government.

"I'm afraid it's a dead end to earn this money." Jiang Ming shook his head, guessing in his heart that he might be a warrior, otherwise it wouldn't be worth such a big investment from the government.

The city is very prosperous, after all, it is the main city of a prefecture, with rows of shops on both sides, teahouses, restaurants, rice shops and salt shops...

There is also Qinghe Tower, the top card in it is Miss Xue'er who is talked about by many people every day...

Vendors are squatting on the side of the street, selling all kinds of gadgets or mountain specialties.

Wooden benches, bamboo baskets, dry firewood, wild mushrooms, pheasants, animal skins...

Jiang Ming looked around and went straight to a nearby trading market, sold his hazel mushrooms to a merchant who received the goods, and got fifty copper coins.

He was just pretending, so he didn't bother to set up a stall to sell it, and sold it at a low price...

Next, he visited several iron shops, found the cheapest one, bought an axe, bought a bag of crushed tea leaves from a street stall, and then some rice noodles, oil and salt...

"Ok?"

Jiang Ming was walking, and stopped in front of a large house, showing surprise.

On the plaque on the gate of the house, the three big characters "Liehuzhuang" are dancing in dragons and phoenixes, with extraordinary momentum.

At this moment, the door was opened, and through the door, one could see a large open space inside, covered with strips of stone and blue bricks, and a few strong men, shirtless, were busy around a desk.

On the table, there was a big colorful tiger lying on its stomach, with its eyes closed, it had been dead for a long time.

At this time, those big men were peeling and cutting flesh...

"As expected of an expert at Tiger Hunting Manor, to be able to hunt such a big tiger, tsk tsk, it's worth a lot of money..."

"That's right, the owner of Hunter Tiger is a first-class warrior..."

"Hey, this is showing off, attracting those young and energetic guys to join Liehu Manor, how can the door be opened on weekdays..."

Around the gate, many pedestrians stopped and talked to the inside of the gate.

Jiang Ming took a few more glances, and felt a little flustered in his heart, not because of the tiger, but because...Old Zhou Tou once said that he learned his Fuhu Fist in Liehu Village.

"Since the owner of the villa is a first-class martial artist, it means that Liehuzhuang must have a more complete method of martial arts..."

But now he is not even a warrior, it is a bit early to think about this.

Jiang Ming shook his head and continued walking.

Not far in front of Liehuzhuang, there is a medical clinic called "Jishitang", with a constant stream of customers and a booming business.

"When is it time to stop being a herb collector? It's not bad to open a medical clinic..."

Tasting all kinds of herbs in Yunmeng Mountain every day, Jiang Ming's attainments in medicinal herbs have far surpassed that of ordinary herbal pickers.

If you study hard and practice medicine, you may not be able to become a famous doctor in time...

"Well... I have time to learn."

Longevity is a long way without end, it is also a pleasure to learn more, see more and experience more...

In the east of the city, a wealthy family celebrated their birthday and invited a theater troupe to sing. Jiang Ming and a group of prostitutes crowded together at the base of the wall and listened to three or four plays. city ​​gate.

At the gate of the city, a few beggar-looking people were unkempt, wandering around casually, but their eyes kept scanning the people who entered and left the city.

"It seems to be a poor ghost who came to sell mushrooms... The back should be rice noodles or something, not oily." A beggar swept to Jiang Ming and said in a low voice.

"Bah, bad luck..." The others didn't bother to take a second look, looking for the next target.